Miserable

The rotten image that you've made for yourself Has left a lasting mark on the souls that lifted you up during the darkest days and through the sleepless nights When the pain was too hard and there was no end in sight Did the tear soaked shirts mean nothing Was the embrace of understanding too cold I Lost all my faith and trust when you turned your back on us Cut me open and you'll find a loathing heart Beating hatred into my veins I curse the idea of your contentment and I'm Disgusted by the sight of your useless life Hidden behind the façade of your "selflessness" lies an evil being. Every move made is just another gain At the end of day, you're only out for yourself Did the tear soaked shirts mean nothing Was the embrace of understanding too cold Caught up in your selfishness True colors slicing through the skin You are the cancer, an untreatable illness Patience for your deceit wearing thin Every deed met with another sin Sever the ties held together by greed Bonded only by the kiss of death Lay down in the shallow grave Rot in loneliness from the mess you've made Use a life as an excuse for validation A battle you never fought or won A struggle you never endured A fabricated misery only projecting the insecurities of a useless Waste of life Scum of the earth A fucking lowlife